Perchè ci ricordiamo di immagini e suoni particolari?
Perchè alcune figure restano impresse in noi,
nella nostra memoria, nel nostro animo?
Sequenze, immagini, solo luci e ombre che hanno
impressionato una pellicola…
Niente di più…
Ma allora perchè sembra così importante?
Perchè ricordo ancora questo video?
Perchè mi sembra quasi di sentirne il sapore,
l’odore, la fragranza?
No, non possono essere solo luci, solo ombre…
Eh già, poi c’è anche la musica…
Quanto amo questa canzone…
 
  apprezzatene il video, è fra i miei preferiti:
 
 
The Chauffeur
  
Out on the tar plains, the glides are moving
All looking for a new place to drive
You sit beside me so newly charming
Sweating dewdrops glisten freshing your side

And the sun drips down bedding heavy behind
The front of your dress – all shadowy lined
And the droning engine throbs in time
With your beating heart

Way down the lane away, living for another day
The aphids swarm up in the drifting haze
Swim seagull in the sky towards that hollow western isle
My envied lady holds you fast in her gaze

(chorus) (chorus)

Sing blue silver

And watching lovers part, I feel you smiling
What glass splinters lie so deep in your mind
To tear out from your eyes, with a thought to stiffen brooding lies
And Ill only watch you leave me further behind

(chorus) (chorus)

Sing blue silver
Sing, sing.. blue silver

(theres more to this kind of camouflage)
(more than just colour and shape)
(whos going now, in to a classiomatic? )

                                                               
                                                       Duran Duran (1982)
 
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